‘It’s been a while. You look…’ his eyes roamed her body, searching for the word that would best compliment her. ‘Good,’ he said, finally f...nishing. ‘Don’t. Say. A word.’ She told herself. And she didn’t. She simply stood there, nodded once, then looked at the ground. Inside she was screaming from the awkwardness of the whole situation. This was not what she planned. She wasn’t ready to see him yet. He was always so dam— ‘Are you not gonna talk to me?’ he asked softly. ‘Or are you still mad. She's just a kid. She made a mistake. We all do. She fucked up. We all do that too. She obviously misses you and wants you back in her life. Maybe she's learned her lesson." I'll tell you the same thing I told my mom when she suggested I give Natasha another chance. If I take her back I'm afraid that the lesson she will have learned is that I took her back once so I'll probably do it again the next time she does it. Not gonna happen. Right now I more interested in seeing to it that you will. There his hand lingered, caressing the creamy flesh that lay there while slowly working the fabric of her gown down off of her shoulder. She assisted him by allowing her arm to fall limp at her side and then pulling it up and out of her lacy sleeve. She returned her arm to his neck while he brought his hand to her ample chest and gently stroked her full, left breast through her strapless brassiere. His fingers glided softly over the satiny bra cup sending feather-light tickles to the quivering. Andhera itna tha ki dono ek dusre ko nahi dekh pa rahe the. Maine kiss karna start kiya chachi ne bhi responce diya.Vo mera tshirt utarne lagi. Phir meri pent ki button kholi. Mai muh dur kar k kuch bolne hi wala tha ki unhone bola aaj koi kuch nahi bolenga jo karn hai sub han hai bus. Phir muze kiss karna start kar diya. Mera pent nikal diya. Jaise meri underwere me hath daala vo ek dum dur ho gai jaise kisi hathode ko hath laga liya.Bolna to chahti thi pr bolne se mana kiya tha. To mai khud.